• In the land of the Russian area, some where in the tundra forest, lived the Snow goddess. It is said that the Snow goddess was once a human. Her name was Ilene which meant independents and nobility. They say that she was so pale, that she would blend with the snow, and had striking blue eyes that could numb your conscience.

    One cold, windy day, Ilene went on a walk with her youngest brother, Kyle in search to find their dog that had ran away that morning. They want way deep into the forest that led them to a cave. It was now dark and getting cold- and they saw smoke coming from the cave. They decided to see what was inside, wanting shelter. Ilene poked her head to get a glimpse inside of the cave and saw a sleeping bad and a fire pit that was still burning.

    They soon walked into the cave, and before they realized what was happening, there was a blast. Kyle had been shot. Blood was leaking from his thick, cotton jacket. A tall husky man was towering over them with his daunting facial expression that sent cold chills down Ilene’s back. The man had in his right hand, the gun that had taken Kyle’s existence. Kyle was now in Ilene’s arms, slowly dieing. The time had stopped. The wind had calmed down and the fire had gone out. The earth was silent waiting for the silence to be broken.

    Ilene held Kyle closely to her chest, trying to make him warm, but it was no use. Soon his body became numb. Her eyes became steamy, crying out all of her tears. Her eyes were now dripping black as tears ran down her cold cheeks, because of the her mascara and eyeliner, staining her pale face, and cause her to have black stripes all over her body, like a tiger.

    Her weeping turned into screaming. Her anger rose and she started yelling at the man who killed her baby brother.
    “Why?” she yelled at the stranger who had blazing red eyes.

    She started towards him with fierce eyes filled with hatred. Ilene’s nails transformed into polar bear claws. She charged at him with her sharp claws and clawed his face, leaving four deep wounds, that junctures; making a snowflake. Ilene left the man laying on the floor- giving him one intense glare, meeting his blazing red eyes with her icy blue eyes. Once the man’s eyes looked beyond her pupils, his eyes became white as snow, an attempted that Ilene had done to cause to numb his conscience.

    . Ilene kissed her brother goodbye, and walked back out into the blizzard. Once the snow had fallen on her skin, she began to transform. Her pale skin started to grow white fur like the Siberian tiger that went under her stripes. Her tense shoulders transformed into swan wings , and Ilene’s white hair shaped into an artic fox’s head- he slender nose curving into a snout - her ears turned into fox’s’ ears, getting bigger. And her eyes stayed the same, but her vision became clearer.

    Ilene ran, running on four legs, racing the wind. She sprinted in the air and flapped her wings, flying through the sky camouflaging her in the clouds. Ilene wanted to keep it that way, camouflaging herself, never wanting anyone to see her. She only came to earth once a year.

    When ever Ilene comes down to earth she always makes it snow....